I put your stuff out on the porch (letting it slide) You pissed in your pants and put out the torch (letting it slide) You splattered the bathroom with your hair dye (letting it slide) Im kicking you out and you know why
Yeah, I've been letting it slide You've been along for the ride.
You put your cane right through my amp (letting it slide) When it comes to losers, you're the champ (letting it slide) From my garden, Ill pull your weed (letting it slide) Your stupid evil, I will not feed NO!
Yeah, I've been letting it slide You've been along for the ride Yeah, I've been letting it slide You've been along for the ride
I put your stuff out on the porch (letting it slide) You pissed in your pants and put out the torch (letting it slide) You splattered the bathroom with your hair dye (letting it slide) Im kicking you out and you know why.
Yeah, I've been letting it slide You've been along for the ride Yeah, I've been letting it slide You've been along for the ride
Get out of here boy It took me three weeks to clean that bathroom You know that amps don't grow on trees
Are these sensible shoes on my feet I wear my shades so our eyes don't meet I'm scared every fuckin' day I wear my headphones so i can't hear what you say
Can i run
Switch to paranoid from having fun Will he use his hands, knife, or a gun Knuckles are white, wrapped around my mace Comes from living in a terrorist state
Can i run
When he's following me He's not my brother, he's my enemy Is he behind the door or in back of the tree Is he under the bed, is he in the back street
I'm lookin' old today In a very sort of jaded way cynical and hard Weeds all over my yard I can't remember the summer It's all a blur, yeah It's been pilin' high It's been pilin' up so goddamn high
Now I've got baggage
I'm probably tagged for life My self-righteous eyes Wanna close the book It's got nothing to do with the looks Can't keep it together, losing my grip Yeah, i've been sinking down Time to abandon ship
It's hard to swim with baggage
My friends are all strangers They stopped calling weeks ago But guilt's a heavy load It's a very very heavy load
when i get mad and i get pissed i grab my pen and i write out a list of all the people who won't be missed you've made my shitlist for all the ones who put me out (shitlist) for all the ones who filled my head with downs (shitlist) for all the squares who get me pissed (shit list
come on over,is getting too late... is time to fish,no time to cut bait goolish passion,you inspire... with your kind of trouble,I'll never tire
(chorus)
Monster.....(monster in me) Bring out the monster (monster in me)
In a world of diposable icons... all the jokers,with phoney o' come on's... I know,I can't depend on you... when we're together,where hurting crew
(chorus) you bring out the monster in me...
we don't need to look for trouble... my partner in crime,my insanity double when life takes a turn from bad to worst... you're always there,my lovable curse
(chorus) you bring out the monster in me... monster in you!!!!!
Stranded in the streets of San Francisco A rusty car pulled along side of me I looked behind the wheel and I started to squeal An idol's face was staring at me.
Don't preach to me Mr. integrity
Sittin' shotgun, out of my brain Im up for draggin' through the art ghettos Stepped on the gas, gums started to flap Punk rock manifestoes
Spittin', fumin', The streets are filled with so much glass that I wanted to break Eyes spinnin' 'round As my feet shook the ground Like the San Francisco earthquake
Don't preach to me Mr. integrity Don't preach to me Mr. integrity I'm not the enemy Please don't preach to me Mr. integrity
Stranded in the streets of San Francisco A rusty car pulled along side of me I looked behind the wheel and I started to squeal An idol's face was staring at me Spittin', fumin', The streets are filled with so much glass that I wanted to break Eyes spinnin' 'round As my feet shook the ground Like the San Francisco earthquake
Don't preach to me Mr. integrity Don't preach to me Mr. integrity
Don't preach to me Mr. integrity (ha!) I'm not the enemy (no) Please don't preach to me Mr. integrity
I've just about had enough I'm drowing from too much stuff I get scared when the telephone rings Someone talking about one more thing
One more thing Yeah, it's one more thing One more thing to put in line One more thing to waste my time One more thing that I can't take One more thing I'm gonna break
You need more, well get in line Too many things grabbing at my time I'll tell you, brother, right out flat I'm gonna have to throw you back
One more thing Yeah, you're one more thing Yeah, your one more thing to put in line One more thing to waste my time One more thing that I can't take One more thing I'm gonna break Yeah, you're one more thing Yeah, you're one more thing
I fix my engine and the tire goes flat It's one more thing that I can't have Politics messing with my rights There's nothing fun to do tonight
One more thing Yeah, it's one more thing Yeah, its one more thing to put in line One more thing to waste my time One more thing that I can't take One more thing I'm gonna break Yeah, its one more thing Yeah, its one more thing Yeah, its one more thing Yeah, its one more thing
Glade told her ma, "home scene's lame." "I gotta go into town, blow some steam at the rock show." Sneak through the back door and head for the pit And then some drunk stupid bruiser started giving her shit!
Rednecks on parade "Don't cross my line!" says Everglade Everglade.
He was whipping through the pit, knocked her onto the stage, She said, "Have your fun, but stop being so lame."
The guy was drunk stupid He must have wieghed a ton Said, "Get outta here girlie! "Im just trying to have some fun."
So you wanna have some fun? Well, break out the big guns. Rednecks on parade "Dont cross my line." says Everglade yeah, Everglade yeah, Everglade
He kept it up His fists started flying They dodged each punch As he kept trying
Tripped on his own feet and hit the floor Glade got to pushin' and rolled him out of the door
So you wanna have some fun? Then break out the big guns! Rednecks on parade "Dont cross my line," says Everglade says Everglade says Everglade yeah, Everglade
Wargasm Wargasm, one two three Tie a yellow ribbon 'round the amputee Masturbate, watch it on TV Crocodile tears for the refugee
Wargasm Wargasm, one two three smutty bloody pictures, ecstasy Blue balls waiting impatiently From Alcatraz to Lady Liberty.
Body bags and dropping bombs, The pentagon knows how to turn us on. Wargasm Wargasm, one two three People, people, ecstasy wave those flags high in the air As long as it takes place over there.
Wargasm Wargasm Wargasm Wargasm
Body bags and dropping bombs, the pentagon knows how to turn us, turn us on Wargasm Turn us on Wargasm
Feeling easy on the outside But not so funny on the inside Feel the sound, pray for rain For this is the night we ride Lock all your doors from the outside The key will dangle by the inside You may begin to understand That this is the night we ride This ain't the garden of eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the summer of love
Feeling easy on the outside But not so funny on the inside Feel the sound, pray for rain For this is the night we ride Lock all your doors from the outside The key will dangle by the inside You may begin to understand That this is the night we ride This ain't the garden of eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the summer of love
the night we ride this ain't the summer of love This ain't the garden of eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the This ain't the garden of eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the summer of love
Don't wanna drown Don't wanna be found This is not my destiny Oh yeah No twentieth century casualty Oh yeah
I don't wanna watch television I don't wanna listen to the radio I don't wanna drown in american society
Don't wanna be rich Now can't you see the way they dress They dress Well they're a bloody tax mess I don't wanna go to the movies I don't wanna listen to the company Don't wanna drown in american society
Taime is a rock star Just like me Everyone loves him Just like me They all think he's punk Just like me Smack how he picks it up So where's your dignity?
Faster, faster, faster.......
Well axl is a love god Just like me The girls all love him Just like me But he's so messed up Just like me Doesn't want to give it up So where's your dignity?
Guns and, guns and, guns and Guns and, guns and, guns and
Well vixen are love gods Just like me Pretty pretty sex things Just like me Dressed up and to pay to play I couldn't live that way Hair spray and bustier Can't fool me
Vixen, vixen, vixen Vixen, vixen, vixen
Slash is a love god I know it's hard to believe Boys all dig him But boys are easy to please You've got the bimbos swinging Like monkeys in the trees You've got limos and money So where's your dignity?
I'm all fucked up and I'm mad as hell Violate your daughter And your son as well I don't give a shit about your crummy lie As long as I'm god, I'm packin' a rod Yeah
I'm packin' a rod I'm packing a rod I'm packin' a rod, baby And it's all for you
Guns and ammo is what I read My cold steel dagger's gonna make you bleed When you talk to me You best watch what you say My smith and wesson heat Is gonna blow you away
And it's all for you Packin' a rod I'm packin' a rod
